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Frightful Hurt
Contributed by
simmy
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Monday, 8th August 2005 @ 08:29:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
hbadday
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I started to cry,
so bad I wanted to die.
It became colder,
as his words grew bolder.
He was so cruel,
but i had to follow his rule.
His words were so strong,
and he made me feel as if everything I ever did was wrong.
As he left angry I sat still and wept,
I went to my room and tried but I barely slept.
He probably thought I''d never get to college,
and perhaps I really didn''t have any knowledge.
I hope he felt my resistance,
for I shall never want to seek his assistance.
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simmy
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2005-08-08 20:29:53]
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Re: Frightful Hurt
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by mckayla on
Tuesday, 9th August 2005 @ 12:24:56 AM AEST
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I felt like this with my mom once and awhile. They care just not sure of the right way to show it. Great write! though I could feel your hurt. I things get better
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Re: Frightful Hurt
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by vibes2go on
Tuesday, 9th August 2005 @ 01:15:36 PM AEST
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